My goal was to tie Frost with 138, poems and odes
In the can, or on the wall
Trying to make, sense
Of the intense, interactions
Forth hence, between reader and writer
Now I’m over half way, with 73
Poems in print, for
Others to read,
Although, just electronically
The amusement, positional needs, of the better ones - poems
Roams, bound with type, and parchments of, off white paper
Softly torn edge, and cotton fibers to
Comfort your fingers, beside her,
Connoisseur leather grained touches,
According to the ream of style
For a while, this would please me,
Knowing you’re able to go, and take my work off the shelf
Flip through the pages yourself, and then
Place it on the coffee table
Next to the tea and crumpets, enabling the entertainment,
Of the bridge troupe group,
Patrons, and the other honored guest,
Who happens’ to stop by
For me I have found, writings - covers’,
Three major categories,
The white, the dark, and the grey
White poems - story of nature, and joy, serenity of destiny
Dark poems - death, drowning in despair, and dissolution
Grey poems - Love poems, you need a devotional, emotional pull
So, I’ve written a few dark, a handful of white, and
Grey, Love poems, you see
Mostly in free form, some Ballads - Songs, two Haiku, and Ode’s
Just need to explore some other forms,
Performances of storms, and other norms
For a nice round sense, of expression
For harmonic progression,
Of this impression,
Of poetry
Not the best
Not the worst
Not a bad, White poem, at all
T. Plotz
Recap 138
DEC 9,2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem